 |
By *inda69TV OP TV/TS
over a year ago
Northwood, Stoke on Trent |
Pat had a house, that his mother had left to him. She had been a prostitute and she had quite a stash of sexy clothes.
When we were 18, on weekends we would dress in these, and some other clothes we bought ourselves and over time got quite good at the look including wigs and makeup.
He made a pretty stunning brunette with a long wig he had picked up somewhere and I tended to wear him mums old blonde wig she used for "work".
The terraced house where he lived was two streets away from a spillover car-park near Stoke railway station. This was used also for guys meeting up in the night and the odd girl, but not many.
We thought it fun to put on some heels and I had a fur jacket and Pat a little jacket. Both in flirty satin type mini skirts, small tops and nylon stockings and wander through the car-park getting lots of attention.
I can still remember my first time I actually got up the nerve to do something. I can still remember he was a man around 60, he was in a big Volvo estate. His driver side door was opened and he beckoned me over, offering me a cigarette.
I walked over to him and he passed one to me, I leaned over to take the light from his already lit ciggy and felt his other hand run up my stocking covered leg. "Mmm, been watching you for a while. You are a sexy little thing arent you" he said. I was enjoying his hand on me. Rubbing all the way up my leg, under my little skirt and over my bottom.
He threw his own ciggy away and with his free hand leant back and took his hard cock out of his, already undone, trousers. He started to wank himself as his hand rubbed my bottom, between my legs and over the bulge in my red panties. He pulled me closer and I felt a finger on my bum hole rubbing and pressing against it. Quickly he took the fingers playing with my bum and rubbed them over the tip of his cock covering the tips in precum.
Now his finger was able to enter better into me.. as he wanked himself harder. I was holding on to the rim of the roof of the car as he finger fucked me. I yelped a bit as a second finger joined the first. I tried to relax, to be loose and to enjoy it.. which I did.
After a while he removed his fingers and got me to turn around.. getting me to sit on his lap the best I could. He tried to push his cock into me but as much as he tried only the head went in, and that felt massive!. So he carried on wanking himself furiously with the tip of his cock in me and pulled my face to his. He kissed me me deeply, his tongue searching my mouth, my arms around his neck.
Then he grunted as he came and pumped some into me.. When he was finished he let me get up and he tidied himself up. Then he closed the door, started the engine and was gone without even a goodbye.
I picked the cigarette backup off the floor, straightened my skirt and then wandered over to where Pat seemed to be having fun with a couple of guys whose cocks were clearly hard in their hands.
|
